Do you expect lyrics to soothe you as you rest...
Does the constant thought of not being up to par...
I am obnoxious
I take people down a notch...
I am a silent soldier in this world,
walking my path unto my despair...
Another day i can't be by your side to celebrate...
another day feeling guilty for being away...
This poem is dedicated to all those who struggle...
"Why would they give up on her?"...
With no remorse or petty indulgence
And just the like the wind does to dirt and sand...
I glance the moon
above my grave...
They thought, i am me
They thought, i was me...
I feel like the blue sky turning grey
I feel like a lotus at the end of day...
Every time I read about it
I feel guilty and start crying...
My heart anchors me to the bed,
too tired to get up...
Is it normal to be so sad?
to have to put on a front every day...